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I woke to a quiet voice.
One filled with so much pain.
I turned to see that my bed was empty,
He was gone, is he the one singing?
But he's nothing but a whore,
Whores don't feel pain, they want to be fucked right?
No.
Yes.
Would his voice sound so painful if he wanted it?
I rose to my feet, places them on the cold floor.
I walked out of my room and down the small hall before opening the door that leads to the main deck.
The soft voice drawing my attention to the left.
There he is, standing at the end of the plank.
His white nightgown blowing in the wind, his arms outstretched to the side.
His voice still sounding sorrowful.
This is all my fault, isn't it?
I watched as he slowly started to lean forward.
What was his name again? V? No,
"TAEHYUNG!" I screamed, causing him to look at me, stumbling and falling backward.
SPLASH!!!
jungkook runs to peer over the edge of the boat, seeing no trace of the whore he slept with last night.
